Eugene Aram — CompleteLytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
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Eugene Aram — Complete
Lytton, Edward Bulwer Lytton, Baron
Aram, Eugene, 1704-1759 -- Fiction
The Earl of--, in his last visit to his estates, had not forgotten to
seek out the eminent scholar who shed an honour upon his neighbourhood;
he had been greatly struck with the bearing and conversation of Aram,
and with the usual felicity with which the accomplished Earl adapted
his nature to those with whom he was thrown, he had succeeded in
ingratiating himself with Aram in return. He could not indeed persuade
the haughty and solitary Student to visit him at the castle; but
the Earl did not disdain to seek any one from whom he could obtain
instruction, and he had twice or thrice voluntarily encountered Aram,
and effectually drawn him from his reserve. The Earl now heard with some
pleasure, and more surprise, that the austere Recluse was about to be
married to the beauty of the county, and he resolved to seize the
first occasion to call at the manor-house to offer his compliments and
congratulations to its inmates.
Sensible men of rank, who, having enjoyed their dignity from their
birth, may reasonably be expected to grow occasionally tired of it;
often like mixing with those the most who are the least dazzled by
the condescension; I do not mean to say, with the vulgar parvenus who
mistake rudeness for independence;--no man forgets respect to another
who knows the value of respect to himself; but the respect should be
paid easily; it is not every Grand Seigneur, who like Louis XIVth., is
only pleased when he puts those he addresses out of countenance.
There was, therefore, much in the simplicity of Lester’s manners, and
those of his nieces, which rendered the family at the manor-house,
especial favourites with Lord--; and the wealthier but less honoured
squirearchs of the county, stiff in awkward pride, and bustling with
yet more awkward veneration, heard with astonishment and anger of the
numerous visits which his Lordship, in his brief sojourn at the castle,
always contrived to pay to the Lesters, and the constant invitations,
which they received to his most familiar festivities.
Lord--was no sportsman, and one morning, when all his guests were
engaged among the stubbles of September, he mounted his quiet palfrey,
and gladly took his way to the Manor-house.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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